The cross on this beautiful stained glass window reminds me of my spiritual roots in the Catholic church.
I have something of a love-hate relationship with the church for many reasons. I sometimes think, because my parents made me go when I was young that I became conditioned to reject it, like every thing else I felt made to do. I didn’t like my parents telling me what to do. I still don’t much care for being told what to do.
That’s some strong conditioning …
This beautiful stained glass window is part of a former church of some kind. Today, it’s part of the Portland Insight Meditation Community where I go to practice meditation and listen to Buddhist teachings.
For some reason I find the cross on this beautiful stained glass window somehow interloping on my practice space.
I mean, I come here to practice the Buddhist path of seeing clearly … Of noticing what is happening right now and this old symbol is getting in my way!!
What is this aversion all about?
Oh yeah … That’s some strong conditioning.